Dry conversations

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Speak with no words, it's simply not necessary

I thought I could prove them wrong

Made a fool of myself, dragged myself to your door

This conversation's getting dry, I'm mistaken and hanging high

Look at the ceiling; look at floor, all over your room

Can't you see me perpetuate, at least I'm trying

But still you closed me in, still you left me out

But now I've got some answers for mostly all my doubts

I tried to discover a little something to make you happy

But you couldn't appreciate and took me for granted

What happened to those things you said I meant to you

Couldn't grow some backbone so you backed up instead

Speak with no words, it's simply too much to resist

Hold my fist down and pray for tolerance

Can't stand the fact you're such a scam

Cos if it seems like it, looks like it, sounds like it,

Most probably that's just what it is

And you were just never that into me

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⏰ Dernière mise à jour : Dec 09, 2009 ⏰

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